" He painted his toe-nails andfingernails too.His breasts grew. They were now not so itchy and he now started wearinga small conventional bra. The swe...ling in front and the bra clip at theback did not go unnoticed. But it seemed that most of the other boyswere in the same position and the girls pretended not to notice.He discussed some of this with Trent. He wanted to see him dressed aufemme and suggested he come round the next Saturday. Not wanting towalk the streets all dressed up he got his. Mera lund ka aakar 7inch lamba or 3inch mota hai. Main ab apko or bor nahi karonga. Yeh kahani aaj se 4mahine pahle ki hai. Meri ristedari main kisi ki death ho gai thi mere mummy papa bahi ja rahe the. Sorry main batana bhool gaya ki mere ghar mai teen log rahte hai main, mummy or papa. Us din mare mummy or papa unhi ke ghar jane ke liye subha se tayar ho gaye the. Main baha nahi ja raha tha kyu ki mujhe dukan per baithna tha. Mummy papa subha bali train se chale gaye main ghar me aakela tha.. She said she had a fetishthat really turned her on. She loved her guy going out in public withfemale clothes on. I told her I wasn't in to that, and she said Imisunderstood. The thrill for her was that no one else could know. So ashe wanted was for me to wear her panties just while I did the route. Noone needed to see them; it made her hot just knowing I had them on.I didn't really want to, but I didn't want to mess up what I had either.So I reluctantly said yes. The next morning, I got dressed. I pushed deeper, and as time stood still, those few inches felt like a mile, it seemed forever before my pelvic-bone met yours. I wanted the sensations to last forever, but anxiety gripped me, it was too much. I knew I would not last long, and I did not want to disappoint you, yet there was nothing I could do, I was too far gone. Slowly, I withdrew, and then plunged fully home again, my pelvic bone crashing hard against your clit. Every nerve in my body was on fire, and I could only hope it was.